Turns out it was a problem with the cargo door – at least that’s what they told us – and the whole ordeal ended up setting us back about an hour and a half.

That was frustrating – but I’ve got to give props to U.S. Air. When the beverage service came and my friends and I ordered a drink, they bought our first round. A free 12-year Glenlivet – my pops would be proud – and I tip my hat to the airline for the gesture.

It’s an impressive spot all tucked away here in what feels like a private cove. The property is very lush and green, and up upon the cliffs on either side there are local dwellings – a great chance to catch some culture without wandering too far. The hotel shares the beach with some sort of local hangout – I shall investigate.